Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate

It took Xia Yi half a day to finally confirm the fact that he had worn the book himself.

He has been reading two novels at the same time in the past few days, one is the just-opened Cultivation of Immortals, and the other is the novel about farming with more than 200 chapters.According to the probability, he has a half chance of being able to practice immortality, prove the Tao, prevent a world catastrophe, and finally ascend.

However, he penetrated into the farming article.

There are also many kinds of farming literature, such as engaging in infrastructure construction to become a master of the country, or making some cakes and soaps and opening branches all over China.But Xia Yihao can't die, and this farming essay I'm chasing is the real farming in the literal sense.

This article is also used to hypnotize before going to bed. Watching the protagonist fertilize, catch insects and sow seeds, the three acres of land develops into ten acres, and the ten acres of land develops into one hundred acres, just like watching a serial documentary on the Agricultural Channel.

"System, system, come out, I know you are here." Xia Yi called out in his head.

"System No. 179 is at your service. Host, please accept the plot line now." A mechanical voice sounded in the brain.

In an instant, a lot of information flooded into his mind, Xia Yi calmed down and slowly filtered the information.

"System, who are these people flying with long swords and gourds? What is the Qishan School? I am the son of the magistrate, and I grew up rich and well-clothed? What's going on when I enter the Qishan School to cultivate immortals?" It was getting more and more wrong, and I couldn't help but get angry and said, "Now I not only want to farm, but also cultivate immortality?"

"What kind of farming? You can just do the task of cultivating immortals, why do you want to farm?" The voice of the system was a little confused.

Xia Yi had a bad premonition in his heart: "Cultivating immortals? Look around, and then look at me. I look like the son of a magistrate who is well-clothed and well-fed? Do I look like I am cultivating immortals?"

Xia Yi was standing on the ridge of the field at this time, surrounded by sparse corn fields, and as far as the eye could see, there were boundless fields.

He himself was dressed in tatters, the bottom of his trouser legs was covered with strips of cloth, his toes were exposed on a pair of cloth shoes, not to mention his face was yellow and emaciated from hunger, he was leaning on a stick in one hand, and holding a bowl in the other. match.

Xia Yi leaned on the stick and said in a trembling voice: "You'd better find out what's going on right away." He was so hungry that he couldn't control his voice.

"Hold on, host, I'll check with you right away to see what's wrong." The system was also a little anxious.

Xia Yi started to walk towards the distant village in a nonchalant manner, but after only a few steps, he broke out in cold sweat, and his eyes were already dazzled.

The farming novel tells the story of the protagonist fleeing famine and fleeing here, and finally working diligently to open up wasteland and farm here.

"Master, are you still there?" The system's voice sounded, "I checked, and due to a bug in the main system, the timeline was confused, so the data transmission of the two worlds was wrong. Although you, the host, have entered the farming world now, But following you is the system of the world of cultivating immortals."

Xia Yi thought for a while and said: "Then you should correct this mistake, and if you can't correct it, let me go back."

The system is silent and will say: "Because the amount of data is too large, although the bug has been fixed, the result cannot be changed, so you can only stay in this world as the host. As for your mission release, I, the Immortal Cultivation System No. 179, will serve you .”

Xia Yi was shocked, but he had no choice but to take a step back and said, "Then can't I go to the world of cultivating immortals?"

System: "Host, nothing can be changed. If you complete all the tasks, you can choose which world to go to."

Xia Yi wiped off his sweat and said, "Then quickly release the task, what do you want to plant? After the release, I will go find something to eat."

"Host, now please accept your first task: the first time you enter the mountain gate, you will succeed in apprenticeship.

Task introduction: Become a disciple of the Qishan School and become a disciple of the Qishan School

Completion 0/1

Reward a novice gift bag"

"Where can I go to learn to cultivate immortals in Zhongtian Wen? Where can I find that Laoshizi Qishan sect? I want to complain to you." Xia Yi wondered if the system was infected with some kind of virus.

"Host, after my discussion with the main system, you can farm in this world, and use the corresponding tasks of farming to complete the task of cultivating immortals. For example, if you have planted three acres of potatoes and completed the primary task in the farming world, the corresponding task will be completed." The primary task of cultivating immortals." The system replied, with a hint of tension in the mechanical voice.

"I've never farmed before, I don't know how to farm, and I can't complete the task." Xia Yi became irritable, felt dizzy again, and was on the verge of falling. "You get me something to eat first."

The system hastily said: "Host, there is a corn field 50 meters to your right. As an excellent cultivator, I can scan the range of 500 meters around the host. Now that there is no one around, you can break the corn and spend the time before you." Difficulty."

Xia Yi has no psychological system now, he tremblingly walked towards the corn field, just took two steps, his eyes turned black, and he fell headfirst.

Before he fell into a coma, he heard 179's terrified voice: "Host, you must not go crazy."

......

Xia Yi slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.Looking around, the furnishings in the house are very simple, except for the bed under him, and a wooden cabinet in the corner.

"179, where is this?" Xia Yi asked doubtfully in his mind.

"You were rescued, and now he is going into the house." 179 replied.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

Under the projection of the sun, against the orange halo, I saw a tall man standing at the door.

He walked in two steps, saw that Xia Yi had opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Are you awake? Let's have something to eat."

The voice is deep and deep, very magnetic.

The man walked to the bed, holding a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hand.

From the first time Xia Yi saw him, there was nothing else in his mind, only the bowl was locked firmly in his eyes.

Seeing the man approaching the bed, he didn't know where the strength came from, so he turned over and sat up on the bed, reaching out to grab it.

"Slow down, don't grab." Xia Yi's outstretched hand was caught in mid-air by a pair of big hands with well-defined bones.

Then, the bowl was brought to him.

A thick rice fragrance wafted into his nose, Xia Yi's stomach began to churn restlessly, and saliva was secreted from his mouth instantly.

Inside the bowl was thick millet porridge with some pickles sprinkled on top.Xia Yi grabbed the chopsticks from the bowl and scraped it into his mouth, took the bowl behind him, and swallowed it with his neck raised.

When he wanted to scrape a grain of rice stuck to the bowl into his mouth, the man reached out and took the empty bowl.

Licking the skin of his mouth with unsatisfied interest, Xia Yi then raised his head to look at his savior.

This is a tall and strong man with deep eyebrows, tall and handsome, wearing a dark blue cloth.If you change that outfit, it's like a model walking out of a magazine.

Xia Yi was grateful in his heart, thought for a while, and said seriously to the man: "Brother, although I don't thank you for your great kindness, but today I received your life-saving grace, and one day, brother, I will definitely thank you very much."

Xia Yi thought that these words were very decent, and the taste was very old-fashioned, not obtrusive.Unexpectedly, the man didn't answer him, but just gave him a strange look, took the empty bowl and left the room.

"179, did I say something wrong?" Xia Yi was a little worried.

"It's okay, I don't think you need to go into it at this time." The mechanical voice of the 179 tablet.

Xia Yi felt refreshed after eating enough, thinking that it was not good to lie on the bed again, so he got up and opened the door and went out.

This is a small courtyard, not big but neat and clean.There are several houses with red bricks and green tiles, and there are some farming tools in the corner of the yard. It can be seen that life is better.

Looking at the horizon, there are continuous mountains and fields at the foot of the mountains.

Xia Yi took a deep breath: "179, I smell the smell of nature, it's fresh and refreshing."

"It still smells like farming." 179 reminded him.

At this time, the man came out from the kitchen.He said to Xia Yi with a flat face, "Come here."

After speaking, he walked towards the main room, and Xia Yi hurriedly followed him.

When he came to sit down at the table in the main room, the man took out a tattered small bag and put it on the table, and said to Xia Yi: "You fainted by the side of the road and were sent by the fourth aunt. She saw the road in this bag. Yin and household registration, I sent you here. Are you here to find your aunt?"

Xia Yi was confused, but he wisely didn't answer yes or no, nor did he show doubts.Just put on an honest look of listening and thinking.

He is very good at this. He used to study, and whenever he couldn't answer the teacher's question, he would have this expression.

The man frowned and thought for a while, then continued: "Your aunt is my stepmother, she passed away last year."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Xia Yi and studied his expression.

Xia Yi was still distracted, maintaining an honest look on his face.It wasn't until he realized that the man was staring at him and didn't speak a word that he reacted instantly.

He quickly lowered his head with a sad expression on his face.

The man nodded and continued: "I know it's not easy to find a brother like you, and he is my stepmother's nephew. You can live in the old house that my father left behind in the village."

"There is still three acres of land rented out in the south. When the grain is harvested this season, half an acre will be taken back and you can plant it first."

Come, come, he finally appeared in Three Acres of Land.